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Chapter 16: Brother Troubles
Translations are at the bottom.
Chapter 16: Brother Troubles
Magic Box
July 10, 8;05pm local
Sunnydale, C.A.
Venka’s POV
I stalk back into the Magic Box’s front door and up to D. I glance down at him with a cold smile saying, “Bonjour frère mine, to what do I owe this pleasure?”, Yes I’m a bit mad at the idiot, though more at myself then at him. I left the dolt a message on his phone to go to the house; I should have known he wouldn’t check his phone.
At this D answer me,”Well soeur the demon that threw me through the window would be my guess. Oh and merci for killing the douleur for me.” I just snort as I kick him in the side since the dolt is STILL lying on his back on the floor. “Get up you lazy lug.” I watch as he gets to his feet and once he is upright I slap him upside his head saying, “If you would check your messages more often frère the demon would not have thrown you through the window because you would be at the house I’ve just bought you nitwit.”
This causes him to yelp and tell me, “Ouch, what the baise is your problem?” The glare I give him could probably melt steal, “All right, I’m désolé I didn’t check my messages alright?” I just glare at him and hand him that stupid hat of his that he lost outside when the demon threw him in here. I turn to see the confused expressions on the Slayer‘s, Watcher’s and children’s faces, these make me sigh, oh joy explaining D. “The lug here is my brother D. D these are the Slayer, her Watcher and her friends.” The children and D nod to each other while the Watcher cleans his glasses, again.
What the Watcher says next makes me blink, “Oh dear, you wouldn’t happen to be THE D? D the Dampir Vampire Hunter?” I can’t help but laugh as I turn to D asking, “Made a name for yourself I see frère dear?” This make D snort as he comments “And you haven’t made a name for yourself DRACULVONA?” and that comment causes the Watcher to stare, as least till the Slayer asks what a dampir is, twice. I ignore the group as I check D over for injuries, yes I’m mad at him, just not enough to not care, I don’t find any so I turn back to the Watcher and the children and see that the Watcher is having trouble explaining what a Dampir is.
Great I’ll just have to explain it to them, I let out a low whistle to get their attention, “Look do any of you even know the differences between the Demonic and Pure Blooded vampires?” All I get is confused looks from the children and the Watcher, that’s strange, “Didn’t the council tell you two anything?” This I ask the Watcher and Slayer and get told by the Watcher, “Pure vampyres are purely myth.” This makes me snort, “Purely myths my ass.” I just sigh and turn to the Slayer asking, “A question for you Slayer, do I or my brother feel different from your run of the mill human?”
I get told, “Um, yeah you two do set off my senses but neither of you feel evil or like any vampire or demon I’ve ever met.” I tell her, “Explain what a vampire feels like to you and what me and D feel like, please.”, as I flip a chair around and straddle it backwards while D goes and leans on the frame of the broken window, I’m going to have to fix that before I leave.
I get told, “Um this is going to sound strange, but here goes. Vampires feel dark kind alike a walking black hole, all I get off of them is a feeling of mindless hunger and the urge to kill, which I creepy because even animals give off the feeling of a mind behind their hunger and there isn’t a feeling of senseless violence.” As she talks I see that the Watcher is surprise by what the Slayer is saying, I find that a little odd. “You and your brother feel more like the night itself, it’s dark but still has light if only from the stars, there is a hunger too but it’s controlled, it feels more like a animals hunger, there is a mind behind it controlling it. You two kinda remind me of the way Angel feels…” My glare and growing cause the Slayer to stop, I scared her, good. At this D finally talks.
“Sorry Slayer for my sister, but don’t compare us to Angelus. If you gave Venka half a chance she’d more then likely kills him.” That makes the red head, Willow I believe the Watcher called her, jump and say, “B...b…bu...ut Angel has a soul!” She sounds surprised so I comment, “Petit rouge that doesn’t change a thing, souls don’t mean your good or bad, it’s the person themselves. Liam was a womanizing âne with a soul, Angelus was a murdering monster without one and Angel is a lying abruti with one.” I turn to the Slayer at this, “I bet he never told you about the loop hole in his curse?”
“He didn’t know.” I get told. That makes me laugh, “Le petit, the Gypsy’s told him about the loop hole, the âne knew what he was doing. Add to that the fact that the Powers told him to only help you and to not baise you and you get an abruti.” At this the Slayer pales; guess I hit a nerve, to bad the enfant needs to learn a few hard truths. “So if it wasn’t for the fact that Angelus is one of the Powers fighters and part of a prophesy I’d have killed him two days ago when I say him in L.A.” I see the Watcher is curious about the prophesy but I ignore him and finish what I’m saying, “But that is not the point of this, the reason I asked the Slayer if me a D felt different is because I am a Pure Blood vampyre were my brother is half vampyre, or a dampir. To put it simply his mother was human while are father, Dracula, is a vampire. And before you ask Pure Bloods aren’t demonic, we have souls and can have children.” I try not to laugh at the shocker expressions on the groups’ faces, easily shocked children.
I do burst out laughing when the Watcher cleans his glasses so hard he pops out one of the lens. But what causes me to fall out of the chair is what the boy asks D. “So your mother was a vamp whore?” Boy wrong thing to say to my frère. D surges up to the lad too fast for mortal eyes and to fast for the Slayer to stop and picks him up by his throat and hisses/growls at him, “Never talk about my mother ever again or there won’t be a body to be found. Do you understand me!?” He shakes the poor boy till he nods, at that D drops him to the floor and stalks back over to me, and proceeds to put his foot in his mouth. “My mother for some god awful reason loved out father. Venka’s mother was the “vamp whore”” At this I see red. I only knew Anna for five years and I’ll admit that D’s mother was more my mother then my own, but that was still a low blow. I get up and chuck the chair I was in at D’s head to fast for him to dodge, before I stalk out of the shop muttering a spell to fix the window as I go. As I reach the corner I hear running behind me and smell the Slayer, so I toss over my shoulder, “I’m going to go kill something, want to come Slayer?” And head to the nearest cemetery, I hear the Slayer follow. Guess that’s a yes.
The End.
Hope you all like.
Translations:
Little- petit
Sister- soeur
Ass- âne
Hello- bonjour
Brother- frère
Pain- douleur
Sorry- désolé
Little one- le petit
Red- rouge
Child- enfant
Fuck- baise
Asshole- abruti
Thanks- merci
Chapter 16: Brother Troubles
Magic Box
July 10, 8;05pm local
Sunnydale, C.A.
Venka’s POV
I stalk back into the Magic Box’s front door and up to D. I glance down at him with a cold smile saying, “Bonjour frère mine, to what do I owe this pleasure?”, Yes I’m a bit mad at the idiot, though more at myself then at him. I left the dolt a message on his phone to go to the house; I should have known he wouldn’t check his phone.
At this D answer me,”Well soeur the demon that threw me through the window would be my guess. Oh and merci for killing the douleur for me.” I just snort as I kick him in the side since the dolt is STILL lying on his back on the floor. “Get up you lazy lug.” I watch as he gets to his feet and once he is upright I slap him upside his head saying, “If you would check your messages more often frère the demon would not have thrown you through the window because you would be at the house I’ve just bought you nitwit.”
This causes him to yelp and tell me, “Ouch, what the baise is your problem?” The glare I give him could probably melt steal, “All right, I’m désolé I didn’t check my messages alright?” I just glare at him and hand him that stupid hat of his that he lost outside when the demon threw him in here. I turn to see the confused expressions on the Slayer‘s, Watcher’s and children’s faces, these make me sigh, oh joy explaining D. “The lug here is my brother D. D these are the Slayer, her Watcher and her friends.” The children and D nod to each other while the Watcher cleans his glasses, again.
What the Watcher says next makes me blink, “Oh dear, you wouldn’t happen to be THE D? D the Dampir Vampire Hunter?” I can’t help but laugh as I turn to D asking, “Made a name for yourself I see frère dear?” This make D snort as he comments “And you haven’t made a name for yourself DRACULVONA?” and that comment causes the Watcher to stare, as least till the Slayer asks what a dampir is, twice. I ignore the group as I check D over for injuries, yes I’m mad at him, just not enough to not care, I don’t find any so I turn back to the Watcher and the children and see that the Watcher is having trouble explaining what a Dampir is.
Great I’ll just have to explain it to them, I let out a low whistle to get their attention, “Look do any of you even know the differences between the Demonic and Pure Blooded vampires?” All I get is confused looks from the children and the Watcher, that’s strange, “Didn’t the council tell you two anything?” This I ask the Watcher and Slayer and get told by the Watcher, “Pure vampyres are purely myth.” This makes me snort, “Purely myths my ass.” I just sigh and turn to the Slayer asking, “A question for you Slayer, do I or my brother feel different from your run of the mill human?”
I get told, “Um, yeah you two do set off my senses but neither of you feel evil or like any vampire or demon I’ve ever met.” I tell her, “Explain what a vampire feels like to you and what me and D feel like, please.”, as I flip a chair around and straddle it backwards while D goes and leans on the frame of the broken window, I’m going to have to fix that before I leave.
I get told, “Um this is going to sound strange, but here goes. Vampires feel dark kind alike a walking black hole, all I get off of them is a feeling of mindless hunger and the urge to kill, which I creepy because even animals give off the feeling of a mind behind their hunger and there isn’t a feeling of senseless violence.” As she talks I see that the Watcher is surprise by what the Slayer is saying, I find that a little odd. “You and your brother feel more like the night itself, it’s dark but still has light if only from the stars, there is a hunger too but it’s controlled, it feels more like a animals hunger, there is a mind behind it controlling it. You two kinda remind me of the way Angel feels…” My glare and growing cause the Slayer to stop, I scared her, good. At this D finally talks.
“Sorry Slayer for my sister, but don’t compare us to Angelus. If you gave Venka half a chance she’d more then likely kills him.” That makes the red head, Willow I believe the Watcher called her, jump and say, “B...b…bu...ut Angel has a soul!” She sounds surprised so I comment, “Petit rouge that doesn’t change a thing, souls don’t mean your good or bad, it’s the person themselves. Liam was a womanizing âne with a soul, Angelus was a murdering monster without one and Angel is a lying abruti with one.” I turn to the Slayer at this, “I bet he never told you about the loop hole in his curse?”
“He didn’t know.” I get told. That makes me laugh, “Le petit, the Gypsy’s told him about the loop hole, the âne knew what he was doing. Add to that the fact that the Powers told him to only help you and to not baise you and you get an abruti.” At this the Slayer pales; guess I hit a nerve, to bad the enfant needs to learn a few hard truths. “So if it wasn’t for the fact that Angelus is one of the Powers fighters and part of a prophesy I’d have killed him two days ago when I say him in L.A.” I see the Watcher is curious about the prophesy but I ignore him and finish what I’m saying, “But that is not the point of this, the reason I asked the Slayer if me a D felt different is because I am a Pure Blood vampyre were my brother is half vampyre, or a dampir. To put it simply his mother was human while are father, Dracula, is a vampire. And before you ask Pure Bloods aren’t demonic, we have souls and can have children.” I try not to laugh at the shocker expressions on the groups’ faces, easily shocked children.
I do burst out laughing when the Watcher cleans his glasses so hard he pops out one of the lens. But what causes me to fall out of the chair is what the boy asks D. “So your mother was a vamp whore?” Boy wrong thing to say to my frère. D surges up to the lad too fast for mortal eyes and to fast for the Slayer to stop and picks him up by his throat and hisses/growls at him, “Never talk about my mother ever again or there won’t be a body to be found. Do you understand me!?” He shakes the poor boy till he nods, at that D drops him to the floor and stalks back over to me, and proceeds to put his foot in his mouth. “My mother for some god awful reason loved out father. Venka’s mother was the “vamp whore”” At this I see red. I only knew Anna for five years and I’ll admit that D’s mother was more my mother then my own, but that was still a low blow. I get up and chuck the chair I was in at D’s head to fast for him to dodge, before I stalk out of the shop muttering a spell to fix the window as I go. As I reach the corner I hear running behind me and smell the Slayer, so I toss over my shoulder, “I’m going to go kill something, want to come Slayer?” And head to the nearest cemetery, I hear the Slayer follow. Guess that’s a yes.
The End.
Hope you all like.
Translations:
Little- petit
Sister- soeur
Ass- âne
Hello- bonjour
Brother- frère
Pain- douleur
Sorry- désolé
Little one- le petit
Red- rouge
Child- enfant
Fuck- baise
Asshole- abruti
Thanks- merci